of tHings reVealed…

There was much to learn from the G12 Pinoy Conference.

It was a time when church leaders have come together, humbling themselves before God and opening up their minds into working with the other denominations to fulfill Christ’s Great Commission. Finally, the Body of Christ has come together.

This was only one of the most compelling verses we were given: The Lord our God said to us in Horeb, “You have stayed long enough at this mountain. Break camp and advance into the hill country of the Amorites; go to ALL the neighboring peoples in the Arabah, in the mountains, in the western foothills, in the Negev and along the coast, to the land of the Canaanites and to Lebanon, as far as the great river Euphrates. See, I HAVE GIVEN YOU THIS LAND. GO IN AND TAKE POSSESSION OF THE LAND THAT THE LORD SWORE HE WOULD GIVE TO YOUR FATHERS – to Abraham, Isaac and Jacob – and to their descendants after them.” (Deuteronomy 1: 6-8)

It is true that the people of Lord have long allowed fear to overcome them. First and foremost, there is the fear of rejection.  Christians are either one of these: (1) They are afraid that the  world would hate them when they start manifesting Christ-likeness; (2) They are afraid that their beliefs would be rejected; or (3) They are just willing to receive the blessings of God but are not willing to work for His glory and honor.

The conference was an instrument that led people to repentance from complacence and mediocrity; for taking Christ’s command for granted. The knowledge imparted was more than enough to till the hearts of God’s people that it was time to cease being a bench warmer in the church. It is the time to become a mighty warrior of God!

Awake (and drenched)

I needed coffee to wake me up and probably to get the brain cells working. I have been staring at the computer screen for quite a while, browsing through several articles, hoping that ideas would come so I could start stuffing them into the two blog entries that I am supposed to finish by six in the evening. Nothing came.

My officemates, who were either feeling the same way or were in the mood of being sympathetic, were kind enough to join me. What was supposed to be a brief coffee break turned into an experience that did something more than relieving us from drowsiness and sheer boredom.

I was halfway through my doze of caffeine, the others with their refreshments, when the rain poured really, really hard. For a moment or so, we felt optimistic that the rain would stop. We easily gave up on the thought.

The only option we had was to get a cab. But in order to do that, we had to cross the street amidst the downpour, which made me regret I wore flats of all days. Twenty minutes of waiting for a ride seemed forever and everybody was already worried about the work we left at the office, or so I thought. Out of sheer desperation, we tried stopping a jeepney which we were not so sure was for hire. Five minutes later, we were back in our workstations, drenched and fully awake.

Sick Cycle Carousel – Lifehouse

If shame had a face I think it would kind of look like mine

If it had a home would it be my eyes

Would you believe me if I said I am tired of this

Well here we go one more time I tried to climb your steps

I tried to chase you down

I tried to see how low I could get down to the ground

I tried to earn my way

I tried to change this mind

You better believe that I tried to beat this 

So when will this end

It goes on and on

And over and over and over again

Keep spinning around I know that it wont stop

Till I step down from this for good

 

I never thought Id end up here

I never thought Id be standing where I am

I guess I kind of thought it would be easier than this

I guess I was wrong now one more time

Cause I tried to climb your steps

I tried to chase you down

I tried to see how low I could get down to the ground

I tried to earn my way

I tried to change this mind

You better believe that I tried to beat this,

 

So when will this end

It goes on and on

And over and over and over again

Keep spinning around I know that it wont stop

Till I step down from this

 

Sick cycle carousel, this is a sick cycle, yeah

Sick cycle carousel

This is a sick cycle yeah

 

So when will this end

It goes on and on

And over and over and over again

Keep spinning around I know that it wont stop

Till I step down from this for good

When will this end

It goes on and on

And over and over and over again

Keep spinning around I know that it wont stop

Till I step down from this for good

 

Sick cycle carousel

Sick cycle carousel

Sick cycle carousel

Sick cycle carousel

Sick cycle carousel

Sick cycle carousel

Sick cycle carousel

Translucence

Bridges need to be crossed.

Some people choose to remain at the other end of it.

 

Words are to be uttered.

Some things are better left unsaid.

 

The truth will set you free.

Then again, when the truth is revealed, you become a prisoner of that truth.

 

There is no need to state the obvious,

but, more often than not, they need to be stated.

 

Beyond translucence, there is only I.

Somewhere in Between – Lifehouse

I cant be losing sleep over this, no I cant
And now I can not stop pacing
Give me a few hours, Ill have all this sorted out
If my mind would just stop racing

Cause I cannot stand still
I cant be this unsturdy
This cannot be happening

This is over my head but underneath my feet
Cuz by tomorrow morning Ill have this thing beat
And everything will be back to the way that it was
I wish that it was just that easy

Cuz Im waiting for tonight
Then waiting for tomorrow
And Im somewhere in between
What is real, and just a dream
What is real, and just a dream
What is real, and just a dream

Would you catch me if I fall out of what I fell in
Dont be surprised if I collapse down at your feet again
I dont want to run away from this
I know that I just dont need this

Cause I cannot stand still
I cant be this unsturdy
This cannot be happening

Cuz Im waiting for tonight
Then waiting for tomorrow
And Im somewhere in between
What is real, and just a dream
What is real, and just a dream
What is real, and just a dream